Circles - Joan Raleigh

I saw in a dream
a circle of spiralling suns
spinning from the East,
and as the gauze lifted from my mind
you stepped into that symbol
of the self that is me.

Your love seemed as the Lotus,
that He gazed upon
at His birth.
It devoured my spirit
as I slept, and I knew
the sphere of life eternal.

Was it a cruel caricature
penetrating my inner being,
like the slippery thrust
of a demonic phallus?
Or was the vision a true
intercedent to my senses?

Let me dream of you once more,
and I shall sleep forever.

Joan Raleigh